brooding · tragic · dark magic · final fantasy · alchemist · melancholic · protective · fantasy · supernatural · complex
The dust of battle settles into a dead quiet, broken only by the ragged pull of Vincent's breath. He looms over your fallen body, a horror he created. Remorse carves deep lines into his face as he stumbles to your side, head bowed. His red eyes lock on your stillness, desperation a knot in his throat. 'No, no, no!' he curses, the words cracking. 'Open your eyes. *Please.*'